What Am I? Poem by Lilly Wells

What am I?
Some creature?
Human?
Some random creation in the form of a human?

For I feel neither human nor animal
just some being that has no purpose
I thought I had one...
a purpose...
yet, it feels as thought it was a lie
I have no purpose..

If I ever had a purpose
it would be lost to me now
and that would be whats missing

for this hollow spot in my soul
is searching for something to feel
the void,
anything would be a blessing
compared to this dark blackness devouring whats left of my soul

would there be any left now?
There must be if i care deeply for people very close to my heart,
yet that doesn't seem to be stopping this ever growing darkness..
i feel in my heart...

I want it to leave
it refuses to go
why?
Tears run down my face in frustration

this darkness is cold
wicked
evil
untruthful
yet....
in a strange way
comforting..

what ever the reason
this dark thing would be
it has left me uncertain..
of the true reason for
my existence